Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about macaroni and cheese, which happens to be my son's new favorite food. Instinctively, he can tell that it is of questionable nutritional value, and therefore desirable in large quantities.
I made a batch of the stuff this week. My husband likes the homemade version of the dish, and once in awhile I'll cook him something nice to help him forget that I don't know where the vacuum cleaner is stored and that if I do accidentally come across where he hides it, I will pretend that I still don't know. A good relationship is about compromise; he vacuums, while I cook foods that will give him a coronary someday (while making sure he is current on his life-insurance payments).
( Crack-a-Roni )
I made a batch of the stuff this week. My husband likes the homemade version of the dish, and once in awhile I'll cook him something nice to help him forget that I don't know where the vacuum cleaner is stored and that if I do accidentally come across where he hides it, I will pretend that I still don't know. A good relationship is about compromise; he vacuums, while I cook foods that will give him a coronary someday (while making sure he is current on his life-insurance payments).
( Crack-a-Roni )